I remember staring at the numbers in disbelief. I went over them and over them, carefully matching the numbers on the ticket to the numbers on the computer screen. I refused to get my hopes up, life had been a shit show of disappointment to this point. I was not sure I could stand the heartbreak of believing I had won the lottery when in fact I had not. So, I quadruple-checked them for the tenth time, still not willing to believe. I went to a different source in case they posted these by mistake, but the numbers were the same. The ticket was a winner. 52 million dollars. I began to weep. I blocked out how I came to have the ticket in the first place. I would deal with that later.